Alienated Martial Arts.

Chapter 50 Competition
"Brother Zhou, you know us well, you really made a good suggestion!"

"It's not bad, it's a cold day, you can move your body, and you can still be lively."

"Brother Mingyi, I will offer 50 taels of silver and put it among the winner's prizes."

"I'll also offer 50 taels, make up a whole number!"

As soon as this remark came out, there was a burst of applause.

Zhou Mingyi stood in the middle of the field, his eyes swept left and right, "Then start with me, who wants to come up and help me?"

Not long after, a deep voice sounded.

"I have heard for a long time that Mr. Mingyi's Fallen Leaf Palm has cultivated to a very advanced level. My little brother is very itchy, and I have long wanted to ask for advice."

While speaking, a tall figure jumped into the arena.

Wei Tao turned his head to look, and found that this person was Hong Sheng who had exchanged and discussed with him not long ago.

The two held each other's fists in salute, and at the same time stepped forward and punched, colliding with each other.

Although both sides are obviously holding back their strength and have not done their best so far, the confrontation at the level above blood coagulation has already made ordinary people with low strength watch their blood spurt and enjoy themselves.

The impact of fists and palms was like a heavy drum, and the scalps of those who were close were a little numb.

Wei Tao concentrated his eyes on the two figures that were getting faster and faster, carefully figured out and understood their moves, and then went back to compare and confirm with the red line boxing he practiced. It was a lot of gains for a while.

Not long after, the two figures merged and separated.

Hong Sheng took a few steps back and looked down at his chest.

A palm print was clearly visible, breaking through the outermost layer of the clothes, but it did not cause more damage to the inside.

"Young Master Mingyi is really powerful, I admire him."

Hong Sheng exhaled a breath of white air slowly, convincing him sincerely.

Zhou Mingyi smiled and said, "Brother Hong is making rapid progress. Wait for a while, maybe you won't be your opponent as a brother."

Next, a few inner city kids volunteered to come on stage and compete against each other.

However, in Wei Tao's eyes, their strength was much worse than Zhou Hong's, and there was not much to learn from them.

Just when he was feeling bored, Zhou Mingyi suddenly came to the field again.

"Senior Brother Chen from the Iron Legs School, and Senior Brother Tan from the Red Line Gate, you are considered a martial arts gym in the outer city that specializes in accepting apprentices. How about starting with the two of you in the sparring between the outer cities?"

"Master Mingyi said, I dare not ask for what I want, but I want to ask Senior Brother Tan for advice."

Zhou Mingyi had just finished speaking.

Chen Chengshan, the iron-legged sect, jumped over the low table in front of him, and quickly entered the arena.

He took off the cloak that was covering him, revealing his cyan outfit underneath, and turned to look at the location of the red line door.

A ray of light flashed in the depths of his eyes, "Brother Tan from the Red Line Gate, please come on stage."

On the other side, Tan Pan had no choice but to stand up slowly and stand still a few steps away from Chen Chengshan.

"I heard that senior brother Tan is about to practice the highest level of red line boxing. Today I just take this opportunity to ask for advice and let senior brother Tan give some pointers."

"I don't dare to give pointers, everyone learns from each other, and it's just a joint promotion."

"Okay, Senior Brother Tan please."

"Please."

Near noon, the sun is shining brightly.

Reflect the small square with a touch of gold.

The two of them said something politely, then stopped talking, and each made a gesture of raising their hands.

Suddenly, with a low shout, Chen Chengshan's legs chained together, and he went straight to Tan Pan's middle door.

This is a style of play passed down by the Iron Legs faction.

One leg is virtual, the other leg is real, but virtual and real can be transformed into each other in an instant, which makes people hard to guard against.

Instead of retreating, Tan Pan stepped forward, and punched lightning to the lower left of the center line.

Bang!
There was a muffled sound as fists and feet intersected.

Tan Pan stepped back a few steps, and a look of shock and anger suddenly flashed across his face.

Caught off guard, he suffered a solid loss.

The left arm that had just blocked was already swollen and bruised.

It was agreed to exchange ideas with each other, and the click ended, but I didn't expect that the other party would explode with all their strength at the beginning.

And in the fight just now, he could clearly feel the qi and blood in Chen Chengshan's body surging like a tide, and he had clearly taken the Qi Gathering Pill that was usually only used during meditation in advance.

If it is used in a battle, although it can burst into stronger strength in a short period of time, the price paid is not small. In the worst case, it may even damage the foundation of practice.

It was just an active sparring, and the Red Thread Sect and the Iron Legs faction have always kept the same water, so why is Chen Chengshan so cruel and ruthless, as if they were fighting for life and death.

What the hell is this guy trying to do! ?

Tan Pan suddenly stabilized his figure, and several thoughts flashed through his mind.

Before he could brace his fists, his eyes suddenly blurred, and he felt a whistling wind coming.

Under the burst of qi and blood, the muscles of Chen Chengshan's legs swelled and swelled, like a big ax with a bloody smell, he slashed forward without any fancy.

Bang!
Bang bang bang!
Tan Pan exhaled, raised his voice, and threw out both fists, blocking the storm-like offensive.

The whole person was also forced to keep retreating, and soon came to the edge of the small square.

Chen Chengshan's offensive was tight like a wave, and he didn't give Tan Pan any chance to breathe and adjust.

The two tossed and turned, clashed fiercely, the red line fist collided with the iron whip leg, and the dull clash sounded together.

After a few breaths, there was another muffled bang.

The two figures merged and separated, and each took a few steps back.

Tan Pan covered his arm, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

Chen Chengshan had no expression on his face, and rushed forward with one stride.

Off the field, the applause that had been just now one after another disappeared at this time.

All the children from rich families in the inner city were silent, all staring at the two people in the field.

None of them were fools, so it was natural to see that something was wrong.

It was supposed to be a point-and-shoot drill, but it turned into a life-and-death collision between the two of them, as if they had some deep hatred.

Even now that the victory and defeat have been divided, the winning side is still unwilling to let go, it seems that the opponent must be completely abolished before it can be considered a rest.

Chen Chengshan stepped forward quickly, and quickly approached Tan Pan who was staggering back.

No one on the sidelines spoke to stop it.

For them, the children of the inner city, the lives of those mud-legged people in the outer city are not as valuable as the pets they keep at home. The most important thing at this time is to enjoy this hearty and bloody battle.

If it can end with the death of one of them, it will be considered the most perfect ending.

At this moment, there was even more than one person who regretted that he hadn't made a bet before the start of the battle, and took a quick gamble.

With a smile on her face, Bai Youyou quietly watched the two people on the field, and the glint of the pool-like eyes flashed again.

Wei Tao stared at Chen Chengshan, his hands hidden in his sleeves quickly swelled and his muscles bulged like old trees with roots.

Bang!
Tan Pan threw out both fists and blocked Chen Chengshan's side kick again.

Pushed by a huge force, his body suddenly lost his balance and flew backwards to one side.

A blush flashed across Chen Chengshan's face, he took a few steps back and suddenly stabilized his figure, then he raised his foot forward again without hesitation.

Wei Tao stood up abruptly.

At this moment, the flickering sound of the sleeves sounded.

A slender figure stepped forward and blocked Chen Chengshan's body.

It was a tall man in his thirties.

He raised his hand slightly, and said in a calm tone, "The winner has been decided, you can go and receive the reward."

Chen Chengshan's complexion changed several times, and finally he clasped his hands together and bowed, "Yes, Mr. Huang."

The next moment, Huang Jiaoyun flew to Tan Pan's side with her long skirt in hand, holding back her tears and helping him up.

Then he walked quickly to the tall man, slightly bent his knees and said, "Brother."

"Take him back first." The tall man said lightly, and then he never looked at the two of them again, turned around and came to the main table, and slowly sat in the vacant seat in the middle.

A circle of people stood up to salute, with a respectful attitude.

Although they are all juniors of the three major families, there is also a huge gap in status between the main family and the offspring, the direct line and the concubine's descendant.

Huang Qilin is the eldest son of Huang Patriarch, and he is also superior in strength. Therefore, he is very majestic among the younger generation in the inner city. He seems to be one of the leaders of the next generation, which cannot be compared with other ordinary younger generations.

"Yuyou met Brother Huang."

Bai Youyou who was sitting at the side had gleams in his eyes, and said with a slight smile, "I haven't seen you for a while, Brother Huang's cultivation seems to have improved again."

The eldest son of the Huang family took a sip of the tea served by the maid, and returned with a gentle and friendly smile, "Miss Youyou has put a high hat on me again. The grandmother at home was still talking about it a few days ago, and it has been a long time since I went to the teacher's place." Visit, how is her old man doing?"

"Teacher, everything is fine. Apart from cultivating on weekdays, I just grow flowers and feed the fish. It is much more leisurely than before."

Bai Youyou said with a smile, and pointed at the audience, "Brother Huang, the competition organized below has not finished yet, do you want to continue or..."

"You guys should keep going, don't worry about me." He drank his tea slowly and began to close his eyes and meditate.

Wei Tao had already started walking towards the outside of Meiyuan, ready to catch up with Tan Pan who was being helped away.

But after walking a few steps, a figure blocked his way.

The man said coldly, "Miss Bai just said that the contest between the Red Thread Sect and the Iron Legs faction is not over yet, and you can't leave now."

(End of this chapter)